Set in booming, silver-rich Colorado in 1880, Leadville Lady follows the adventures of bookkeeper Sky Saunders, who leaves her embezzler bank president husband to strike out on her own and invest in a silver mine, along with her cousin and a crusty miner as third partner. She’s met at the train station by her cousin’s boss, the marshal of the rough and ready town, Cody Cassidy. Their paths keep crossing as Sky is hired by a gambling hall, takes under her wing a orphan boy and his dog, and keeps tripping on smelter slag piles or bar chairs. She’s determined not to be “owned” by another husband, but once she nurses Cody’s wound after he’s ambushed by a claim-jumper’s gang, embers turn to sparking passion. Sky is not quite divorced from her abusive husband, which cools off their romance until misunderstandings are resolved and the divorce papers at last come through.
Leadville Lady clips along and has a lovely godmother ghost in Sky’s granny, but overall does not rise above its plot-driven, cliché-ridden devices (hero and heroine sharing each other’s miserable childhoods, trusty canine leading the marshal to the waif tumbled down the mineshaft) to fully engage this reader.